Chapter 210: The End of the Divine Tomb
When the divine fire burned, the aperture in the system suddenly began to vibrate.
Under the shadows of the trees, on the roofs, and beside the walkways, the color deepened with the trembling. Strands of golden silk threads were like duckweed in the water, poking out after the cloth covering the water was lifted. They were also like seeds that had been buried in the ground long ago, and were suddenly pulled out from the ground by some invisible force, sprouting new leaves, taking root downwards, growing upwards, and entwining into an airtight prison.
The players standing around were all speechless after seeing this scene. After a while, one of them suddenly jumped up and said, "What are you standing there for? Go and inform the boss!"
The golden threads rose upright into the air along the edge of the aperture, like golden pillars of light rising into the sky and disappearing into the sky.
The players standing on high ground clearly saw a stream of light with the entire system's internal plane as the boundary line, emitting a pale golden divine light. The next second, those who ran to report the news, those who stayed indoors, those who were walking on the street, and those who were standing by the bridge all felt the ground shaking beneath their feet.
The curves of the mountains and rivers on the ground were all straightened, as if a completed model had been suddenly and violently dismantled, and the rows of buildings were destroyed one after another.
Bai Jiwei stood in front of the golden beam of light, looking at the dim name on the bracelet screen, and suddenly an extremely ominous premonition arose in his heart.
He guessed that the unevenly distributed light circles were the work of Shi Yu, and he also guessed that the other party deliberately closed the connection between the system and the outside world, especially since the system had just sent a message a day ago saying that the update was complete, canceling the rule that players' spaces were shielded from each other and that access must be granted in advance.
But he had been to the God Realm before, and knew that no matter whether it was a magic array rune or a buried treasure, external force must be applied to make it work. Either the arranger guided it, or it was attacked by the enemy. There was no such effect as fixed-point operation.
Shi Yu came online briefly a day ago, and then his avatar immediately turned gray and the aperture lit up. He could still attribute it to the other party's own operation.
But what about now?
The other party clearly had never entered the system and his name had never lit up, so why did these light circles suddenly move?
Because someone caused violence?
But that shouldn't be the case. Shi Yu didn't mention this to them when he arranged all this, which means that the other party at least doesn't care whether anyone sabotages them or not.
So why are they suddenly moving?
Where did they receive and what kind of information did they receive that caused them to suddenly start functioning at this moment?
Before he could figure it out, the players standing in the middle of the flat ground watched in shock as the ground beneath their feet suddenly turned into a whirlpool, and the powerful suction force instantly dragged everyone underground!
“Aaaaaaaaa——!!!”
The players screamed as they fell, until the first player completely disappeared into the bottomless darkness. Suddenly, a scorching wind rushed up from below.
The players who were close to the scene all felt a familiar, heart-throbbing aura at that moment.
Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, "Fuck! Is that my house?!"
The crowd was shocked.
The vortex started from the center of the flat ground and gradually expanded outward. More and more players glimpsed the shadow of the city from the vortex, frame after frame, either iconic buildings, familiar facilities, or simply the scenery of someone's room.
Across the thickness of the earth beneath our feet, it seemed like a floating utopia, gradually becoming reality as the vortex expanded.
Like the journey home.
The first player to fall was wrapped in a feeling of weightlessness. He was only brought back to his senses by the pain when he hit a solid object. When he opened his eyes, he was suddenly stunned.
Here... is his residence, his own room.
Every item in the display was made by him, and he would never make a mistake.
The players above the vortex saw with their own eyes that a person suddenly appeared in that frame of the picture, and then disappeared like bubble.
A trembling voice sounded, as if afraid that a little louder breathing would shatter the dream in front of them: "Is this... sending us home?"
No one answered.
The vortex moved so fast that no one could think for too long. Another player fell into it, and its boundary line began to expand outwards rapidly, spreading to the periphery in an instant.
Bai Jiwei suddenly raised his head.
He felt it.
Under the vortex is the way back to reality.
But the aperture is heading towards the realm of gods.
The moment the vortex expanded to right in front of his toes, he suddenly reached out to grab the floating golden thread behind him.
Wu Er, who was standing by, seemed to have sensed something and turned around to see him rushing directly into the light circle of the formation.
She subconsciously tightened the silk threads around the aperture, and the vortex moved to her feet almost at the same time. The suction force exploded instantly, swallowing her and the surrounding players in.
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Thanks to the fact that Qin Jie had set the landing point for the system connecting to the divine world at Fenglan Pavilion, Bai Jiwei stepped on new ruins when he passed through layers of restrictions and landed. The flying dust almost choked him to tears.
The rocks rolled down, and his ominous premonition suddenly came true: "Where is he?"
Qin Jie stared at the mess in front of him stiffly, his eyes moved upwards, as if he had lost his soul: "What?"
Bai Jiwei suddenly grabbed his collar and said with a force that seemed to strangle him to death: "Shi Yu! Where is he?!"
The last sentence was almost shouted.
Qin Jie's lips trembled slightly: "...down there, with Fu Yang."
Bai Jiwei threw him away and ran towards the ruins, picking up a huge rock with both hands. The divine realm was not like the system. Without the blessing of the system, his strength was only stronger than that of most humans. It was far from his physical fitness being increased to the peak in the divine realm, let alone that of the gods.
The veins on the back of his hands were clearly visible from the force, and he gritted his teeth to drag the stone out and push it to the ground.
The second figure ran towards the ruins.
Shuying had been on Fu Yang's wanted list a long time ago. Ever since she found out that the other party's identity was fake, she had been staying in the player space and had never left, thus avoiding being captured by Fu Yang and imprisoned in the dungeon.
He and Bai Jiwei saw through the effect of the aperture almost at the same time, rushed back through the light curtain, and heard the conversation just now.
Shuying knelt on the ruins, bent down and tried to search the mountain of stones in front of him with his bare hands.
He did not dare to use his divine power. Firstly, he was afraid that he could not control his strength and a punch would make the ruins even worse. Secondly, he was afraid that the stones above would suddenly shatter, causing a chain reaction underground.
He lifted a huge rock with both hands, turned around and suddenly raised his hand to throw it at Qin Jie below: "Why don't you come to help me!!"
The stone rolled to the ground, making a loud bang.
Qin Jie seemed to have just been brought back to his senses by this. Panic filled his entire chest in an instant, grabbing his heart and stopping it for a few seconds. Suddenly, he ran over like crazy, digging down with his bare hands in the direction of the dark room in his memory.
Even though he knew in his heart that the two people would most likely not survive under such circumstances, everything they did would be in vain.
The temple's architecture had to withstand the destruction of ordinary divine power. Every brick and tile was extremely hard, and the broken surfaces were sharp, enough to make a bloody cut with just a little force from the hand.
Bai Jiwei didn't care about that, or he simply couldn't think of it at the moment. He used all his strength to move the stone with his bare hands. The skin on his palms was torn and his nails were turned outward. The squeezed blood mixed with the dust, almost leaving a layer of red and black dirt on his hands.
After one piece was moved away, there was no rest. Then the second piece, the third piece, the fourth piece, the fifth piece, the sixth piece, and the seventh piece were moved away.
Countless blocks.
He didn't remember the time or where he was, and it seemed that the only information left in his mind was just one sentence.
Dig them up.
Until a figure suddenly passed by him and ran towards the stone pillars formed in a cross shape in front of him.
It is the beginning of the festival.
Shuying's movements were faster than anyone else's. She immediately flashed in front of Yuanji and grabbed his arm tightly. "Can you sense it?"
Yuan Jie lowered his head and slowly clenched his hands into fists.
"Can you sense it?" Bloodshot appeared in Shuying's eyes. "Aren't you specialized in seducing souls? Can't you communicate with souls thousands of miles away? Can you see the people below?!"
“Yes.” Yuan Ji didn’t wait for the other party to ask the next question. His voice seemed to be squeezed out from his throat word by word. “But I can only sense the souls of the gods.”
A guillotine suddenly hung over the listeners' hearts.
"There are dead souls down here."
The guillotine fell heavily, chopping the beating heart into a bloody mess.
In the silence, Bai Jiwei suddenly interrupted: "How many dead souls are there?"
A first-year sacrifice meal.
"One, or two?" Bai Jiwei approached step by step, "Or do you not know the specific situation, and can only sense the general location and direction?"
Yuan Ji suddenly let go of his hand, bent down, and held the largest stone in his palm: "I don't know."
No need to ask now.
There must be dead souls underground, but it is unknown whether there are any survivors.
Just one possibility was enough to make them stop on the brink of sanity collapse.
Half of their bodies were already in death, but the other half was still clinging to the tail of the snake spitting red letters on the shore, waiting to be bitten by the sharp teeth when they got ashore.
Yuan Ji drew a rough area, and they all scattered in all directions and dug deeper, wishing they could use all their strength to carve out a narrow path out of the ruins that was like a landslide in front of them.
The news of the collapse of the hall spread to the outside world, causing the biggest commotion in the entire divine world in decades. Finally, some gods and people who originally lived near the temple passed through the unguarded city gate and approached cautiously. They saw that the ruins in the center had been cleared away and sunken into a deep pit.
The gods who were once high and mighty below were now all kneeling on the ruins covered in dust, digging at the sand and stones on the ground like mindless beasts.
A young god suddenly ran up and caught the stone that Yuan Ji was trying to move.
The little god looked at the god's bloodshot eyes and said in a crisp voice: "Are you looking for the Lord God?"
Yuan Ji was stunned.
The little god moved the stone from the hole and placed it on the ground, then turned around and said, "Can I help you?"
Children are too insightful. Even if they don't know what happened before, they can still guess in an instant who it is that has made them so concerned and devoted their whole heart to it.
Then, the second, third, fourth, and almost all the gods and people around came forward at this moment. The tall ones jumped into the pit, while the short ones stayed at the edge of the hole to transport the remains of the ruins.
The whole process was carried out in an orderly manner without any conversation or discussion.
The stone remains in the center were moved away, and the huge pit sank rapidly, with the bottom becoming deeper and deeper.
Until suddenly one of the gods cried out in surprise.
All the figures seemed to have some kind of stress response at this moment, and surrounded them in an instant. Seven or eight hands simultaneously lifted the bluestone slab in the middle that was as wide as an adult.
Yuan Ji stared at the face below, his gaze fixed, and flames suddenly burned in his eyes.
"Is this... Lord Fu Ye?" The god who first discovered the scene recognized the face that often appeared in the public eye. He boldly sniffed and was stunned. "He... is dead?"
There is only this one body here.
Yuan Ji suppressed the urge to cut him into pieces, turned around and started digging up the ruins somewhere else again, but his movements were even more brutal than before.
Nothing else was found around the corpse, but it was like a fire was lit in everyone's heart. As time went by, the anxiety in the air was so thick that it was almost stagnant, and it burned blisters in their chests, causing them to feel burning, swollen and painful.
But as time passed, what came down was the slanting sunset, the gorgeous sunset glow, and every time they turned over the stones to try to find the person underneath, but each time it was in vain; it was the panic that gradually filled their hearts as time passed by.
Time and again, they persuaded themselves to accept the cruelest reality, but as soon as they clasped their hands on the ruins again, the worst outcome they had preset in their minds would always be filled with impossible hopes.
But they couldn't find him.
I've touched every inch of it, but still can't find it.
Suddenly, a bell rang from a distant tower, and the sky in the divine realm turned into night, as if it was a judgment from heaven.
Suddenly, a tiny flame like a bean began to spread out from under the layers of buried stones, shining like a firefly in the night.
When the people on the ground were almost in despair, they suddenly caught a glimpse of light in the gap through the corner of their eyes. With shaking hands, they suddenly dug down in an even more crazy manner.
That little bit of fire was like a beacon for travelers on the sea, until the cold moon hung high in the sky and the last stone was finally removed.
A bloodstained piece of clothing was exposed underneath.
Bai Jiwei's hands suddenly began to tremble, and when he was in extreme emotions, many gods seemed to run over to him, shouting something in his ears, and then stretched out their hands to help him move all the remaining stones away.
The fragment of the godhead finally burned out the last bit of its power and turned into smoke and dust with the night wind.
The person on the ground had disheveled black hair, closed eyes, and his lips were pale without a trace of blood.
It’s Shi Yu.
When the other person's face appeared in the moonlight, the surroundings suddenly became eerily quiet.
Bai Jiwei's heartbeat was pounding so hard that his chest ached. He reached out to feel his breathing, but after trying several times he was unable to stop his fingers from trembling like spasms. He paused for a long while but was unable to distinguish the unique flow of air belonging to his breathing in the night wind.
He bit his tongue hard, ripped open the man's collar, put his fingertips on the man's neck and pressed down hard.
For a long, long time.
The pulse under the fingertips finally felt the beating of the heart.
So faint that it is barely noticeable.
After about a second or two, it jumped again.
Bai Jiwei finally dared to confirm the answer. He lowered his hand that was pressing on the other person's neck. As soon as he opened his mouth, he could taste the blood in his throat: "...It's okay."
His clothes were almost soaked with cold sweat, and he didn't care how the people around him reacted to his words. He said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go back."
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